"Let's have a drink."
Jiang Xinghai picked up the bottle and filled his own glass, but only poured a splash into Su Yanyun's, just enough to cover the bottom.
"What? You think I can't hold my liquor? Fill it up." Su Yanyun forcefully snatched the bottle and filled her own glass to the brim.
Then, she took out a pack of cigarettes and placed one between her lips.
Jiang Xinghai raised a hand and lit it for her.
"Since you're so considerate, I'll continue my story. But as for whether you'll find your answers... I can't help you there." Su Yanyun took a deep drag from her cigarette, her eyes fixed on Jiang Xinghai.
"Please," Jiang Xinghai said, nodding.
"The day after I became that old geezer's woman, the Yu Family sent out a flood of invitations, preparing for our wedding."
